Yup...Spock and the spores. He goes gaga for a bit over Jill Ireland, then Kirk ruins his fun with a pinpoint stream of ugly epithets. Because even in the 23rd century there's no time for laying on your butt in a ecstasy-like stupor.

The size of those medication bottles is the real scandal here! You need two people just pick up one container. Didn't they have workmen's comp in the 23rd century?

Poor kid went over the edge the second he saw a cute blonde in a miniskirt and a beehive hairstyle. No wonder he ran amuck with his psychic power!

Mostly you get the impressions of close friends and roadies of the group's rise to fame. No actual VH music is used, don't believe the band had anything to do with the making of this doc. It's OK to get the fan on the ground perspective, but not sure we will ever get a definitive VH movie or doc (which is needed).

Ugh...glowing receptacles, echoey voices, and not much else worth remembering.